On Poetry In Maine
Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 19 April 2011 @ 4:55 PM 74 Comments
There was a poem forming
from the mood particles in me,
a Little Bang on our back deck.
But I shifted my feet and my
thoughts, the wind picked up
and molecules of hologram
eddied up and away on paths
never before or since traveled
in my backyard or any other,
not even on lawns by the ocean
in Maine where I imagine every
poem dreamed up not only gets
completed, but published in
The Lilac Times, then sketched
into blueprints for butterflies
who will dance around children
gathering cathedrals of seaweed
on beaches made of stars & time.
Top photo, Kelly and her cousin, Crescent Beach, Nova Scotia, 2008. (50 pixels wider than the first time I posted it, whooohoooo!)
Other photo, on our back deck this morning.
Poem offering for One Shot Wednesday. over at One Stop Poetry.
xoxoxoxoxo
On 19 April 2011 at 5:11 pm brian said,
stretch me into a butterfly…i love to dance and children…smiles…each poem is special…you know.
On 19 April 2011 at 5:31 pm Chris G. said,
A little bang…now there’s a way of describing inspiration. But what better description is there for that strike of creativity? The spark? Sounds lovely though, and certainly like your day was going right…sometimes those carefree mornings are the best of things.
On 19 April 2011 at 5:38 pm Steve E Anonymous said,
Gosh, after filling in the ’stuff’ I forgot whay I wuz gonna comment–grin! (Just KIDDINNNGGG!)
First, I LOVE your sense of humor (Claudia’s blog you commented “Never met a bear I wasn’t enchanted to dance all night with.” HAHAHAH!
Second, you are really a talented Peep! This line, like ‘Dream on, dreamer!
You wrote:
“….where I imagine every
poem dreamed up
not only gets completed,
but published in
The Lilac Times…”
How TRUE! If I could but remember HALF of my Pulitzer Prize-winning thoughts throughout a given day–I could rule the world–grin! (And that kind of thinking is what put me down on the mat!
I’m glad to come back here, it might become another of my bad habits–grin!
Mine is #50, last time I checked on OSW…
On 19 April 2011 at 6:25 pm Glenn Buttkus said,
Oh Jannie of Austin, your poetry
sings better than even you do,
and the words out soar the birds
and butterflies that buzz you there
on the back deck. I love the lines
/sketched into blueprints for
butterflies/ and /children gathering
cathedrals of seaweed/; better
and better you become by the
minute; and minutes in Funsterville,
TX can be mighty long.
On 19 April 2011 at 6:36 pm hedgewitch said,
I like the rambling feel that disguises the twists and turns of the message, and the language and imagery are extremely on target; especially liked the last two stanzas. nice one, Jannie–so many of my poems blow away before I can write them–I hope they’re caught in a seaweed cathedral somewhere.
On 19 April 2011 at 6:54 pm ayala said,
Inspiration on these wondrous moments of life…
so good!
On 19 April 2011 at 7:03 pm Leslie said,
“in Maine where I imagine every
poem dreamed up not only gets
completed, but published in
The Lilac Times, then sketched
into blueprints for butterflies”
i just love this. it makes me want to go to maine and write poetry…
p.s. is there really a Lilac Times?
p.p.s. perhaps the polka-dot sun spots WERE angels… it’s a nice thought : )
On 19 April 2011 at 7:08 pm Andy said,
Hello Jannie,
I like your One Shot.
(Thanks for the lovely comment on my blog)
On 19 April 2011 at 7:39 pm lori said,
i think this is lovely. my favorite part is the last stanza,
“who will dance around children
gathering cathedrals of seaweed
on beaches made of stars & time”
perfect
On 19 April 2011 at 7:46 pm L.L. Barkat said,
Oh, I like this a lot.
One of my favorite phrases…
“but published in
The Lilac Times,”
On 19 April 2011 at 7:53 pm Daisy said,
Lovely poem and pictures, Jannie. The last two stanzas were my favorite.
On 19 April 2011 at 8:51 pm Jannie said,
Brian, you ARE a butterfly. And stretching your soul, talent and time in bloggy and Real Life. Thank you!
Dear Chris G, it is my honor to see you here. Yes, not the Big Bang, but a spark of some poem, one that got away, but replaced by this one.
Dear Anonymous Steve E. Oh, anonymous one, let me consult my divining rod … You play violin, dance with bears and fling your brilliance everywhere. Your visits are treats.
Glenn, Glenn,Glenn! Thank you, thank you so much. I have poetry tricks you know, and lately I’ve not been afraid to use them.
Hedgewitch! You got it. A poem on the tip of my mind, then zip, away. But luckily for us poetic types, always more words and thoughts on the way. I cant wait to see what you’ve written. Your poetry is a true gift.
Thank you lovely darling ayala! And did I mention you are a new-found treasure in my blogging life?!
Leslie, in retrospect, I wish I’d photoshopped butterflies all around Kelly and Alyssa, but there were only so many hours in this day!! I just read Olive Kitteridge, thus the Maine twist!! But meet me in Maine! Portland is lovely. Oh, no Lilac Times, that I know of.
Andy! What did I say over at your blog?? I must pop back and see! Thank you. And I see you’ve been commenting on previous posts, thank you. You must be an awesome awesome human being.
Dear Daisy, ah thanks, my dear. I shall totally completely endeavor to get my stanzas better and better. I actually think I maybe am getting to be a poet now!
Hi Lori and thanks! I did work on that last part a bit more than the rest of the poem with my lists of words. I guess work is It!!
Hey, thanks L.L. Barkat, My original thought was The Lilac & Lily Times, but it made the line too long.
Gotta fly for now…..
Xxxxxooooo
On 19 April 2011 at 9:11 pm Patti said,
I love this, Jannie. That lovely wind picked up the inspiration that was hanging around in Maine and brought it right to your backyard.
Thanks for your visit. I appreciate it, as always.
On 19 April 2011 at 9:23 pm Lance said,
Jannie,
Just for comparison…our deck has snow on it this morning (and I was definitely NOT sitting out there!)
Poems in Maine, yes I’m sure…they are all published in the Lilac Times…it’s such a peaceful place to dream up beautiful poetry (….just as yours is…)
xxoo
On 19 April 2011 at 10:06 pm Glynn said,
I really like this. And that “blueprints for butterflies” – that’s nigh perfect. Well done.
On 20 April 2011 at 4:09 am Jo Miffo said,
Hey gawgus gal
I really love dropping by most days (very American don’t you think, I would usually write – I really like popping in!!!)to see what you have wrote or if there are new pics to have a gorp at
You bring a smile to my face darling
Today the sun is shining on my decking, so I might sit there with a beer or 2 & take a pic of my feet !!! By the way you would love the varnish I’m wearing atm, its bright barbie pink, with diamanté on my big toe,very girlie & totally not me at all, but I fancied a change, so a change I had, woooooo, yes I know you can’t wait to see, but be patient my friend it will come to you soon enough…
It’s now time for me to beautify myself, then take a stroll into town to have a coffee with my buddy, then to get my finger nails redone
what a splendid life I live…
Hope Kelly’s doing ok <3
lots of hugs & kisses xoxoxox
On 20 April 2011 at 5:23 am Lynn said,
A beach made of stars and time. That is so lovely! xo
On 20 April 2011 at 5:58 am joanny said,
Jannie
Now if you can sing that poetic prose as good as it is written I think you would win the Granny Award for the Best Female vocalist and song writer. Oh and be sure and wear that ‘white’ dress.
joanny
On 20 April 2011 at 8:05 am Shan said,
Jannie, you took me on a journey here watching two little girls looking for treasure amidst seaweed strewn beaches to sitting on a porch and getting inspiration from the precious little things in life.
On 20 April 2011 at 8:22 am Mattison said,
Just lovely! The Little Bang of poetic inspiration got me for sure, and then that final stanza. Great write!
On 20 April 2011 at 11:13 am Claudia said,
oh – so beautiful jannie – we have lots of cathedrals over here but no..cathedrals of seaweed…you made me yearn for the ocean..
On 20 April 2011 at 11:15 am Jannie said,
My Dearest Patti, good old poetic wind blowing in from Maine, I know I can always count on it. And the Nova Scotia wind is pretty great fo poems too. Dittoes on the visit appreciation!!
MY DEAREST RE-EMERGING BUT ALWAYS IN OUR HEARTS LANCE, no WAY!!! Snow? Well, you’re all in for a lovely long summer then, probably from now until late October. Thank you my dear, and I love the xoxo!!
Hi Glynn! Welcome. And thanks for your visit and comment. Blueprints of butterflies yes, and baskets of all the best wishes of dreams that come true.
Dearest Jo who has popped and dropped by. I took Kelly to Mt Bonnell yesterday, remember we drove way up, then parked, and climbed the 105 steps to the view of Austin. But now there is a big house blocking a lot of the view, boohoo — one with SIX air conditioning units out back. Geez. Why do things have to change. But changing our toe paint is good — I’m a deep park coral now, no diamantes on mine, tho. Ooo beer, haven’t had any in days. had soem red wine on Sunday and Monday, tho. had easter candy last night. Yep, Kelly’s fine. She’ll get her staples out tomorrow, we’ll wait the full 14 days for maximum benefit. Lots of hugs and kisses back at ya!!
Dearest my Lyn, we all and everything is made of stars and time, stirred with love. Ahhh, just a few words I flung together for you all.
Ooooo, Dearest Joanny, how did you possibly know that’s my life dream? And to win an Oscar for Best Song, and a Toni for Best Play. And a donut just for being in the right place at the right time!! Thanks, doll!
Hi Dearest Shan! That’s the great thing about poems, art, songs and such — we can travel far without ever leaving our spot. Ain’t it THE BEST thing!! Thanks for popping in!!
Hi Mattison! You made it over, how cool!! Ain’t the Wednesday One Stop the BOMB!! Thank you my dear — I am honored at your visit here.
Dearest Claudia — I yearn for the ocean every day. But you take me on rivers and lakes with your words, so that’s why I’m one of your biggest fans!!
xoxooxxoxooxo
On 20 April 2011 at 12:29 pm Hilary said,
Hiya Jannie .. cool Jannie in the shade – so early in the morning time .. it’s been hot here too .. I had to drive along the coast today .. and I could have done without it!!
Still must not complain .. !! Love your poem for One Shot Wednesday ..
Cheers for now .. and see you all very soon .. big hug to BB .. xoxxo Hilree
On 20 April 2011 at 12:41 pm bkmackenzie said,
I am so envious —Nova Scotia is place I still must see as is Maine…have been as far north as Vermont and Upper State New York…Maine is the only one in that corner I have not been to…you words and photos…beg me to plan for a beach reading of The Lilac Times…thank you…bkm
On 20 April 2011 at 1:07 pm Steve E Anonymous said,
HA! I like! BKMac wrote about reading the Lilac Times (poetry section, of course–grin!) on a Maine beach. FINE! I’d like to join you folks–but I’d be carrying a mug of hot java, and wearing a Macinaw! (Is that the way you spell “heavy jacket”?)
Just wanted to weigh in here once more–hogging the comment section again, that’s me!
PEACEFULNESS REIGNS FOREVER IN MAINE!
On 20 April 2011 at 1:36 pm jinksy said,
I enjoyed yuor butterfly beach, complete with cathedral!
On 20 April 2011 at 2:38 pm Linda said,
I remember visiting Nova Scotia back in the early 70s. My parents, an aunt & uncle and a great aunt and me all piled into Daddy’s 1965 Bonneville and took the Blue Nose ferry out of Bar Harbour. The weather was rough and it was a long 6 hours, and I wasn’t feeling so well. Once landed however, I ate an enormous cheeseburger accompanied by a ton of french fries. Apparently I suffered no lasting effects of the voyage. Everything was so beautiful and clean and fresh.
On 20 April 2011 at 2:43 pm Jannie Funster said,
Dearst My Hilreee, ahhh, I know you are swamped in A-to-Z land, and am honored you shouldst pop in here. Thank you! So tell me — do you or do you not have a medieval head-scarf on today, and has it lace trim? And are you carrying a mandolin at the coast? lovely to be at a salt water coast. enjoy!!
Dearest BKMackenzie. Are you also the one known as BKM, roving poet of the merry forest??
We, you and I, shall party in Nova Scotia one day, with many others. And we’ll all take a cruise to Maine. I’m gonna win the lottery and fly EVERYONE in. 
guess i better start buying tickets, eh?? 
Dearest Anonymous Steve E…
Bring some jave for me — 2 creams, 1 sugar, please. And save me a pocket in your mackinaw form my poetry notes. ;0 Be sure to wear mukluks and an enigmatic grin!! 
And PLEEEEEEASE — DO hog the comments section, your uniqueness reigns here!!
Thank you, darling Jinksy! maybe next time I shall bring you a beach with lilies on it that have been to the moon, and stopped off in Venice for a gondola ride, before naming itself the strip of sand and sea we shall one day dance on.
xoxooxoxoxoxox
On 20 April 2011 at 2:46 pm Jannie Funster said,
Linda Dearest!! And that was way before Nova Scotia had johnny Carson and Haagen Dazs! I may have seen you passing by in that old Bonneville. I went via train with my paternal grandmother from our home in new Brunswick, to NS. I didn’t have my fishing pole yet, (got that at age 12) but had a great time. And ate cheeseburgers, fries, sundaes and slugged back orange pop!!
xoxoxoxoo
On 20 April 2011 at 3:20 pm Adrenalynn said,
Gorgeous photo(s), wonderful words – and one very special lady! You rock, dear Jannie. Your words are such a pleasure to read!
On 20 April 2011 at 6:11 pm Laura Hegfield said,
loved journeying through this poem with you Jannie!
On 20 April 2011 at 6:15 pm Versebender said,
I don’t know how anyone could read this and not smile. This ought to be bottled and sold over the counter as a cure for the blues. If there was ever a set of toes that looked like they didn’t have a care in the world…it would be the ones in this picture. Thanks for the pleasant visit…and thanks for visiting my blog, Vb
On 20 April 2011 at 6:24 pm Belinda said,
I love that this made me think that a poem lived is maybe better than a poem captured in writing. I’ve had poems that gave me goose bumps in my head only to fizzle out when I try to two-dimensionalize them. Seems you feel that way, too, sometimes…I’m in good company. And I love even more that you turned it into poetry.
You and your words are lovely, Jannie. xo
On 20 April 2011 at 6:29 pm Helena said,
Ahhh! Chester, Annapolis Royal …Mahone Bay…Have only visited once, but fell in love. My best friend had a B&b there. She now lives in Clementsport. Thank you for taking the time to visit and comment on my blog…this newcomer appreciates your feedback.
♥ ஆεlεɳa
On 20 April 2011 at 6:33 pm Victoria (liv2write2day) said,
Oh, Jannie, what a delightful blog. I enjoyed my little visit to your beautiful state (never been there) and caught a glimpse of why so many of my favorite poets herald from New England (Stanley Kunitz, Mary Oliver, Jane Kenyon…if I remember correctly)Wonderful!
On 20 April 2011 at 6:54 pm Moonduswriter said,
I need to go to Maine – blue bunny obviously likes it there
Always beauty exudes from a certain spot in Texas!
On 20 April 2011 at 7:16 pm angela said,
love this…yes, that little “hiccup” of the brain and the words gone…but, in Maine, now isn’t that a delight?!
the next time I see a butterfly, I shall question if it was first a poem..thank you, lovely ~
On 20 April 2011 at 8:21 pm C Rose said,
What a wonderful distraction to encounter. Lovely write! ~ Rose
On 20 April 2011 at 8:51 pm Rhyme Me a Smile said,
I smiled all the way through your lovely poem. The pictures were excellent as well.
On 20 April 2011 at 9:34 pm SnaggleTooth said,
Great beach shot, showing so much space n perspective with your visiting cousins. All your poems get finished in Maine? A very intrigueing idea of the brain works of that frame of mind-
“blueprints for butterflies” is a great visual-
I’ve been to several beaches in Maine over the years. My Dad grew up there, n other family/ friends still live there.
Wish we had more green plants here like that already- but we’re still awaiting the leaves!
On 20 April 2011 at 9:43 pm Liara Covert said,
Love Nova Scotia and appreciate the energy that resonates through your poetry. Trust getting back to Nova Scotia from time-to-time continues to enrich you and your family. Being together creates memories.
On 20 April 2011 at 9:49 pm KB said,
Wow, that beach looks like it could be in NZ. If only we were neighbours, hehe.
BTW, my birthday isn’t util Monday…Whitesnake likes to start the celebrations early
On 20 April 2011 at 10:07 pm Linda said,
“beaches made of stars and time” – such beautiful images Jannine.
On 20 April 2011 at 10:24 pm Jannie said,
Hi my dear Rainy day singing Norwegian black-bra finding friend — Adrenalynn! Always great to see you in our Funstering midst!
Dearest Laura — I was thinking of you today — but that’s no big surprise, you are very thinkable, my sweet friend.
Hi Versebender, so awesome you followed me back here — I enjoyed your site a lot. Well, there’s more of this blues-chasing stuff to be had here on a regular basis, so come back, ya hear??!!
Hi Belinda — yes, a lot of times if I don’t capture an idea right away it does escape as fast as it came. But… I know there will always be more thoughts passing through me I can capture and expound upon. And often 20% inspiration, 80 perspiration — yes, really. Sometimes I do have to WORK on a poem.
HELENA!!!! NO WAY!!!!! You know those places, cool!! hubby was born and raised in NS, me in NB. You do fall in love with those NS places, don’t you!! Oh, I am so happy to meet you — and like that fancy font thing you do on your name! Oh, did you get to Lunenburg too?
Well, hi Victoria — what an honor to have you pop over. I actually live in Texas, and have for almost 21 years, but my first 26 years were spent in my native Canada, right next to Maine. And where do YOU live??
Moonie, Dear!! yes, Blue Bunny is enchanted with the Maine butterflies. He’s uup tehre now, waiting to sight a monarch or two, but I think it’s a bit early in the year for that.
And ahhhhh, you see the sweetest thangs. Thanks.
Ahhh, Angela, I like your thougghts on the butterflies you shall see. Now, that’s good poetic inspiration in action. I love how we all inspire eachother and are happier in our art for it!!
Hi C Rose — we here at Funsterment Global aim for plenty of destraction for you in posts 3x weekly. Thanks a bunch for popping over for the One Shot!
Hey, Rhymie Smiler!! And I shall try to rhyme in all my comments over at your place. is blogging FUN, or what!?!! Ah, thanks on everything.
Snaggle — how wonderful you still have all that greening to look forward to. Wish we could turn back time 2 months here and start spring all over again. Amazing season. It was a funny day that beach day. Had been hot like 80 degrees in town , and was about 65 and windy on the shore. Oh, I miss that place SO MUCH. Will I get home this summer? Plane tickets cost SO much. We’ll see. See how it unfolds.
Liara!! Hi, I was just saying to Snaggle, I wish to get to NS this summer. SO MUCH!! You’ve been to Crescent Beach, I’m sure? And the little island at the end of it. Belle Isle, is it? LaHave Island? Well, it’s just charming!! Went to a party there one time. I miss the NS South Shore SO much. You goign back this summer? Yes, memories await, and so many family fun together.
Hi KB!! NEW Zeland. NEW Scotland. It’s all the same. And nothing like a beach, eh? I envy you and your wild ocean life!! Oh, and YAY!! Your birthday is still to come, yay!! It’s my lucky day not to have missed it.
And there is another new poetry pal — Patchwork Linda. hi!! thanks so much. I’m glad that “beaches made of stars and time” line ended up nicely. I think I changed it up a couple of times until it resonated true to me.
Wow, what a great response on my little poem. I’m humbled at all the visits and lovely words. Thanks.
xoxooxoxoxoxoxoxo
xooxoxoxoxooxoxox
On 20 April 2011 at 10:28 pm sonny said,
this was really a gorgeous write…i could smell that ocean and your contentment in it…
thank you ever so much for your sweet response to mine…
sonny…
On 20 April 2011 at 11:04 pm Alegria Imperial said,
then sketched
“…into blueprints for butterflies
who will dance around children
gathering cathedrals of seaweed
on beaches made of stars & time.”
The particles of you are particles of the universe you touch with the moods you played with in this beautiful poem–’blueprints of butterflies’, indeed. Who has seen the children’s cathedrals? YOU who has turned the universe around in that last stanza for our eyes still ’star struck’ in awe! Thank you!
On 20 April 2011 at 11:48 pm Radhika said,
Thank you so much for taking out time and reading my attempted poem. I am so happy that the first stanza agrees with your nature. I am really enjoying this transition in me. I just read your poem and loved every bit of it.
On 21 April 2011 at 12:16 am violet said,
This is nice:
“who will dance around children
gathering cathedrals of seaweed”
Hopefully we’ll see this in the Lilac Times someday soon?
On 21 April 2011 at 1:06 am Arts Web Show said,
This is a great poem Jannie.
I enjoyed reading it
On 21 April 2011 at 2:52 am Adrenalynn said,
I’m definitely changing my nickname to Rainy day singing Norwegian black-bra finding Adrenalynn.
On 21 April 2011 at 4:19 am Salem Lorot said,
Wow! Jannie! So lyrical and effortless. It sweeps my soul.
On 21 April 2011 at 4:55 am River said,
I really enjoyed this piece with the images you created like “blueprints for butterflies” and “beaches made of stars and time”
On 21 April 2011 at 6:11 am Cathleen said,
I grew up on the ocean and miss it terribly. This wonderful poem reminds me of being a little girl sitting in the yard sketching, writing and watching the water. beautiful… thank you for the memory
On 21 April 2011 at 10:32 am Kim Nelson said,
I have sent many a poem on similar journeys. Sometimes I rue the loss. sometimes I have faith that it is out there, and will return to me in greater evolution so that my pen can give it justice.
On 21 April 2011 at 11:07 am Olivia said,
from the mood particles in me,
a Little Bang on our back deck.. ain’t that a beautiful imagery?
I see your painted toes lady.. the images are so spellbinding! The 2nd one is serenity at its best.. Very enchanting n refreshing indeed!!
Alright, I am envious..
Thank you for that beautiful comment.. Guess I’ll lather up with your soaps this time.. I am excited to get those so I post images- crazy head at her work..
hehehe
Many Hugs xoxoxox
On 21 April 2011 at 1:07 pm Kelly said,
Love the imagery created by your words, and the music by their cadence… just lovely.
On 21 April 2011 at 1:36 pm Vinay said,
Oh that’s fantastic! The opening verse itself got my attention and the flow continued very nicely after!
My Post Is Here
On 21 April 2011 at 3:23 pm Dulce said,
Oh but hey Jannie this is superb… how we can create a poem….. how they come and go… that’s a beautiful place to create- no doubt
On 21 April 2011 at 3:31 pm Anita Wakeham said,
Wonderful imagery in your words. beautiful pictures and breathtaking backdrop.
Anita.
On 21 April 2011 at 4:09 pm Debra Elliott said,
Beautiful! Thank you for stopping by and your heartfelt comments.
On 21 April 2011 at 4:25 pm Jannie said,
Dearest Sonny, whom I do not really know, but DO know, if you catch my We Are All One & Such drift… hi! Your comment makes the waves in my ocean of contentment roll with happy dolphins — thanks!!
Dearest Alegria, your debut comment here leaves me feeling like all the Universe is singing today, old jazz and folk tunes mostly. Thank you!! I also noticed a cathedral of oak leaves on the drive here to the library.
Dearest Radhika, ahhh, but my new friend, your “attempt at a poem” stood on its owl legs and flew me to my favorite cafe on Jupiter — thank YOU!!! I am still transitioning myself, but I find myself more than not, being nice to myself and turning my moods of “should” into moods of “could.” And acceptance.
Dearest Violet, when I was in my early 20s I thought Being Published would be the pinnacle of life. Now, just writing a poem or two that I like are reward enough for me. The Lilac Times is always at hand, and a very fine place to exist!
Dearest Arts Web chef, rocker, monocled et al, Sir Richard Dude. Thank you! I think I finally am hitting a some poetic formula that works well with the moonlight and chocolate wafers available to me.
Adrenalynn!!
you ROCK!!
Dearest Salem L., well the stars and beaches of time were lined up nicely for this one yes. It was originally to be titled “the one that got away” Thanks so much for the commenting!!
Dearest River — I thank you for your words. And I think my next 5-stanza poem shall have rivers of enchantment running from the git-go!!
Dearest Cathleen, which ocean did you grow up at? Thank YOU, for sharing your sketching writing waterside childhood memory. I love how poetry can take us places.
Dearest Kim, yes, you get the point of this very very well. One got away, but birthed possibly a better one. Oh, and I bet your pen gets only better and clearer with time — that’s the beauty of it!!
Dearest Olivia, yes, I used to try to forced poems a bit, but have discovered it really all is in the mood, the feel I’m in. All I have to do is let the words form themselves. Yes, — the soaps!!!!!! Your letter still unwrittten, but a poem itself waiting for the tickle of love to write it. Well, the lawn is not as pretty as it once was, and will be again — but our trees and sky are always a sight to photograph!
Dearest Kelly who bears the same name as our one and only daughter — and spells it the same! I do remember your site’s beauty. And I’ve visited and commented on almost ALL the One Stop Ones now for this week, think I have about 30 left to go, which I shall enjoy popping in on after I post this. Your blueness and jewelry made me breathe in that all is well and art is always here on this beautiful planet for enjoying. Thank you for your visit and comment!!
Dearest Vinay — ah, thanks so much. I’m gonna think of continuing on this vein of short and impactful poems — IF it is to unfold that way.
Dulce! I am enjoying the back deck while its still not too hot to be out. The leaves fill in more every year, and I’m thankful for how they help keep the house a degree cooler each year as I sit out there! But I find I can create anywhere quiet. You know what I mean? Quiet and peaceful places for poems, and writing in general.
Dearest Anita, you are so kind to visit and comment! I was sooooo happy to share these thoughts and images with you all. Looking at that beach sky here on the library computer today, to me it seems like fresh denim of perfect jeans that will fade beautifully over the next 20 years.
And there is Debra Elliott just before I was about to hit Post on this. Hi! Thank YOU!! How did I live without participating in One Shot Wednesday for the first 40 weeks????
I am the luckiest person in The World to be meeting all your amazing human writing types!!
xoxooxoxoxoxxo
oxoxoxoxoxoox
On 21 April 2011 at 5:39 pm haiku love songs said,
“on beaches made of stars & time.”
wow! stunning!
On 21 April 2011 at 7:11 pm LBTL said,
You had me at MAINE. Maine is my other paradise, my lil heaven in America
The poem is also delicious, depicting a love and life there as well.
Thanks for the visit
On 21 April 2011 at 7:22 pm Monkey Man said,
Guess I’m a tad early for your 55. I like this just the same.
On 21 April 2011 at 9:03 pm Alice Audrey said,
I love the red toes, and the thought that every poem can find a home.
On 21 April 2011 at 9:08 pm Reggie said,
“But I shifted my feet and my thoughts…” this caught my eye…I love changes and to see the impact of such change…this ended beautifully.
On 21 April 2011 at 9:30 pm upinthecosmos said,
So descriptive, I love it!
On 21 April 2011 at 10:44 pm Mr. Walker said,
Jannie, I agree. The similarities between our poems are definitely a case of poetic synchronicity. I love the magical quality of yours – and how it’s about poetry. It’s well-structured, and there’s not a stanza that doesn’t have something I like.
On 21 April 2011 at 11:41 pm Talon said,
Oh, those beautiful blue skies! And the birth of poetry – what could be finer?
Happy Easter, Jannie. xxx
On 22 April 2011 at 5:23 am Luke Prater said,
Nice piece, Jannie. Esp like the tercets structure and the hint of midline rhyme you throw in. Elegantly penned.
Warmest Salad
Luke @ WordSalad
On 22 April 2011 at 5:43 am G-Man said,
You KNOW what I Like……
On 23 April 2011 at 3:29 pm Jannie said,
Oh. My. Goodness. Look at all these comments that have drifted up on my welcoming shore!
Thank you Haiku of the lovely hibiscus gravatar. It seemed almost too simple an idea. But works, I guess!
Hello Dear LBTL also of a very lovely gravatar design! So, where is your first paradise? Love and live, indeed. The essence of all to me.
Hey Monkey Man! Early? Late? Either / either, or.
It’s all a never ending flow of words and water.
Hey Alice Audrey! I took a pic of the paint to show you all close-up but was not 100% satisfied with the long-lasting art quality of it,but will do a redo. The color is kind of a metallic hibiscus / deep rose funsterment. Not my favorite ever, but it’s fun to experiment.
Ahhhh thanks, Reggie. I really appreciate your kind comment. And visit. POETRY ROCKS!!!!!!!! And always will. Actually,I think poets, not politicians rule the world.
Hi upinthecosmos! Cool name. from Jannie — downinthecosmos.
Description can really paint a mural, eh?!
Hey, Mr Walker! Thanks for popping on over. Yes, it still marvels me at some of the parallels in our poems this week. Funny, my poem last week too was about writing poetry. Maybe one day I’ll publish a book of poems on poems!
Oh Dearest Talon! Yes, skies of blue. I wonder how many different shades of blue exist for skies? And ocean? Birth of a poem, whooohooo. Birth of my friendship with you many many many moons ago — whooohooo.
Dearest Luke of warm salad loving. I must say the only salad I like warm is sauer kraut.
How interesting, I never even noticed any hints of inner rhyme. Now, I’ll have to go back and read. I started doing the tercet thing I guess when I got deeply into Billy Collins. Warmest Salad to YOU too! 
And boiling ice cream. 
G-Man! Yes, and not even a close-up of them. How naughty am I??!!
And how are your legs? Feeling less pain? Tried the soap in the sheets?
xoxooxoxoxoxoxo
On 23 April 2011 at 7:21 pm secret agent woman said,
I’ve only been to Maine once, and it was while we were headed back from Nova Scotia. In July, but still very cool most days.
On 30 April 2011 at 3:50 pm Jannie said,
hi Secret Agent Woman!!! I didn’t know (or forgot) you had been to Nova Scotia. Cool! Did you like it??
xoox